Michael Walked Out of His Office the Day Four-Year-Old Noah Called About a Broken Arm
“I’m sending three units to Maple Street.”
Michael pulled his seat belt across his chest and snapped it in.
“Is the attacker still inside the house?” she asked.
“Yes,” Michael said.
“His name is Travis.
He cut off the phone call.”
“We’ve got units on the way,” the dispatcher said.
“Don’t approach the suspect yourself.”
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